my friend's husband

CHAPTER 15

Mikael was right back in New York as he had never left. This city gave him Gothic vibes, but nevertheless, it gave him a break from the mafia work back home.his house manager had clearly got his memo and prepared the house. the news of his wife cheating was still fresh on his mind. as expected, she was not there and for that he was thankful.he had contacted his right hand Carloz who managed to fly with him . he could not let his hands be soiled in American soil. " get some rest we will be checking the hospital first thing when we wake up". he told carloz as he headed straight to his bedroom. Despite being married, he had maintained his own bedroom. He couldn't bring himself to sleep next to someone he did not love . He wanted to text Connie badly, but he decided against it . she could be mad with him because of what had happened last night, but that ws the least of his concerns. Now he needed to be guaranteed of her safety before he did anything stupid and endangered her even more.

By 10 they were right in front of what looked to be a hotel.he was convinced that Damian had gotten the wrong address, but that boy never missed anything, so it had to be this place. From afar, he could see a car leaving, so maybe this place was still running. Carlos left and proceeded inside after strapping his gun. Mikael assessed the area in shock. How did Connie allow herself to be treated here. She was just blind. This could not be a hospital. From outside, the place looked abandoned but from inside he understood it. Heck, even his father's hospital could not match this. Whoever was funding this had deep pockets. inside it was full of people despite no vehicles in the parking lot let alone anyone on the first floor, but what surprised him the most was the fact that all these people seemed like zombies. The only sound that could be heard was the beeping of the machines despite several babies being there.

Carlos signaled him to join him." I suggest we get the hell out of here," Carloz said as he pointed to what looked like an emblem of the infamous Inferno mexican cartel. Mikael had heard about them. Everyone knew how ruthless they were. They were bloody killers who never left survivors, which made it worse. Videos of them torturing their victims had been circulating in the dark web over the last years after their rise.even for someone like Lukas who loved violence, he had appeared disturbed after seeing that. There was no way he could defeat them alone. He was not a weakling as a matter of fact, he was stronger and more ruthless than lukas could ever be, but nothing had ever made that side of him to come out.

He knew they looked suspicious and out of place here as he caught sight of a man who looked like a member of the cartel. To a normal civilian, the guy looked like a doctor. His face looked scarred. Even with multiple masks, he could tell the man had been scarred with a knife. Heck, they had burned him too. He seemed to feel the stare on him and he hurriedly left. Mikael marked him and he already knew where to start. He would be trailing him later to get to the bottom of this. He moved on to the counter and, with the most Italian accent, started talking to the receptionist."Hey, my friend over there broke his arm while hiking last month. can i get painkillers for him?" he said as he pulled Carlos. The receptionist looked at them suspiciously . They looked so out of place she was about to call one of the security members when Carloz pulled his gun." Now shut up and give me the files on all patients from two months ago." Mikael ordered, as he signaled for Carlos, to grab them. With hands shaking, she went to the cabinet marked 'July' and handed the files to Carlos.

with that they spend off.